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Phillip R. White

Song of Shambhala: The Remnants

Synopsis

Sheridan Clark is an expert in antiquities relating to music, and the former conductor of the Vatican choir; but he has fallen on hard times. Sheridan is recruited by Evan Grant, a shady U.N. operative, to retrieve the Baton of Shambhala, an ancient artifact said to be used by the Archangel Lucifer to direct the chorus of heaven before his fall from grace. Evan wants to gain the baton before it falls into the hands of enemies that may push the world into war. They journey to the Himalayas, where Sheridan is led to the lost city of Shambhala by Kunchen, a young Tibetan monk. Sheridan retrieves the Baton from the top of the King’s Tower and receives a spirit message from an Ageless Sage who reveals Sheridan’s true quest: Sheridan must find the three sacred Chintamani Stones that form the base of the baton, and the Song of Shambhala will be revealed. He has only until the time of The Last Dawn to complete the task, or the world will be plunged into darkness.

Author Biography

As a singer, music director, record producer and record label executive, Phillip White has spent a lifetime finding songs in others. Now, with the music infused novel Song of Shambhala, he wants to help you find the Song of Shambhala in yourself.

Author Insight

The Eyes of A Child

“There is in all things … a hidden wholeness.” -
Thomas Merton, the Trappist monk and mystic who wrote these words, was speaking of the human world as well as the world of nature. But in our every?day lives, Merton's words can sound like wishful thinking. Afraid that our inner light will be extinguished, or our inner darkness exposed, we hide our true identities and become separated from our own souls. We end up leading divided lives, far removed from our birthright wholeness. - Palmer Parker

Book Excerpt

Song of Shambhala: The Remnants

Drawing from a deep-seated resolve, his eyes focused straight ahead, Sheridan continued to climb the stairs. The great bird initiated a full-speed dive. Out of the corner of his eye Sheridan saw the enormous beast coming straight at him. The Giant Parodarsh spread his wings, drew his mighty talons, and descended at breakneck speed. With the creature quickly bearing down on him, an instant of calm struck Sheridan. It was time to face his fears. He waited till the last second. Then, as the fearsome Parodarsh came within reach, Sheridan threw open his arms, facing the creature with an unflinching stare!

The cock of awakening came to a stop, talons drawn and wings flapping furiously. With a mighty roar, a ball of fire burst from his beak, enveloping Sheridan in a cocoon of flames. Held captive within the bird’s fiery grasp, Sheridan could feel the blazing heat. For a moment, time stood still while the two were locked in a pose.

Suddenly the wingspan of the Giant Parodarsh became a great mirror. Sheridan was frozen in place, mesmerized by his own determined face looking back at him. Then, as if the dregs and dross of his long dark night were consumed by a smelter’s fire, the image melted away to reveal a young boy sitting high atop a windblown cottonwood tree, singing at the top of his lungs. With gleeful abandon the boy held onto a swinging branch as if he was riding the wind.

Could it be?

The image captivated Sheridan, calling up advice from Lil’ John that he had rejected out of hand just days earlier.

“What are you saying?” Sheridan asked his childhood friend.

“Your search for the sacred gift has already begun. Itis your Vision Quest, the sacred journey in search of the Great Mystery. But I must warn you; the Great Mystery does not reveal itself to the eyes of men, it can only be seen with the eyes of a child.”